’ Crap, Anna was probably going to fly into another rage now. As if on cue, Anna’s face twisted in anger. ‘I’ve been waiting for over an hour ...or that creamer, and you know it!’ Her voice started to raise in pitch. Hannah could hear a door slam at the back of the apartment — probably Lacey and Lucy hiding again. All of her anger at the day, her professor, the universe, the witch, and the shitty coffee creamer suddenly boiled over into a rage of her own. ‘You know what? I don’t have to deal with. Of course. Right away." he muttered, flustered and beginning a whole new chapter on worry."I'm glad we understand one another. It's been nice talking to you, Don. Good day." she said urbanely and Don became even more flustered, knowing full well that if she wanted to, she could turn him into a toadstool or something even less attractive.Cedric and Stephen stood before Don's desk within moments of Lynn's exit."Now listen you two. You both screwed up and unless you want to be replacing the teeth. He headed for the other stall but discovered the toilet was not working and filled with all types of crap and paper debris. With slight caution but no real concern, he headed to the urinal and prepared to relieve himself. Chad was not aware of the politically correct holding position when being viewed, so he simply placed his hands on his hips, allowing his cock to hang over the elastic waistband of his briefs. A heretofore unknown exhibitionist side of Chad began to emerge. He reached. Then, when I was at my lowest ebb, my most defenseless, I heard a carpull up out front. Two cars. I rushed to the window and eased thecurtain aside a few inches to peer out. Beryl was getting out of herauto and, behind her, someone was exiting another vehicle, a hulkingtruck that rode high on oversized tires. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with just a hint of paunch, and swaggered up to her witheasy confidence. His long arms went around her and she melted againsthim, turning up her face.